G is for G-Men

[uranian_mind]

To most people around them, Bob Grayson and his companions look perfectly normal. But this is simply due to Bob's psychic abilities crafting a careful illusion around them. Every brain near them simply sees the team as regular people, dressed in normal clothes

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[wooing_it]

Jimmy was done with his shopping except for one person: he needed to get something special for Namora. And special required thought.

"How did you celebrate? Were there any Christmas trees to decorate?"

[uranian_mind]

"Well, no," he admits. "But we decorated the rocket like a tree. And there was a robotic nativity scene..."

[ken_hale]

"I bet ol' Tin-Can here woulda felt right at home," Ken says, jerking a thumb towards M-11, who was carrying a rather large load of the Christmas presents the guys bought.

"Ain't that right, buddy? C'mon, sing along! Iiiii'm dreaming, of a titanium aloooooy christmaaaas!"

[3d_man]

"Hey, Bob," Hal chimed in, "think you can install a karaoke machine in our tin can man? ...Or at least something to make Ken sound better?'

[martinburnsmb]

From the alley in front of the team, a man flies out backward, slamming into a car -- denting it -- and doesn't get back to his feet.

An old man in a blue and yellow costume follows the individual he just punched.

"Come back here, Nazi scum!"

[wooing_it]

Did he just see that?

"Bob? Ken? Hal?" He didn't have to add: What was that?

[3d_man]

Hal pulled the glasses out of his pocket, just in case. "You see that too, then?"

[ken_hale]

"Didn't know the Avengers ran an old-folks home," Ken said, waiting for the say so to help put a stop to it from Jimmy.

[x_wave_x]

Let the boys have their fun. Namora has a very well built masseuse working on her lower back.

"I have gifts for them all already -" she tells her companion. "Except for James."

[venus_victrix]

Venus sighs as the masseuse gently but firmly massages her shoulders. Her head looks down at the plushly carpeted floor of the spa as she speaks to the beautiful, blonde warrior in the next massage bed. "Men can be hard to shop for, can't they? I still can't figure out Bob's gift for the life of me." She smiles languidly. "I thought perhaps giving him myself on a bed of lotuses beneath a waterfall."

[x_wave_x]

"Bob would likely appreciate the time. I got him a selection of orchid seeds. The plants require a stable environment and attention. I felt they would be a good meditation for him to care for something green and growing." As the masseuse leaves Namora eyes his body appreciatively and then maybe with a little sadness.

[venus_victrix]

Venus looks up to see the expression on Namora's face. "Oh, honey. Do you want the masseuse? He can be an early present from myself."